Lyrics:
learning that fact
We’re very very pissed off
It do not matter It Never did
Tell me why do I keep thinking like this
Needing a paddock some ice on my wrist
needed was a martyr
Alone, we cattle are lost
Together, with Bovine Jesus, we are found
I was once lost, two days ago
Away from the paddock, lost in IKEA
I
milk (Ooh)
Milk, bovine
Oh, I won't ask for much this Christmas
I won't even wish for piss (And I)
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the paddock
[Adam Paddock]
This vintage love it leaves a mark
It leaves you all alone with no help
Sticks and stones may break may break my bones
But just go
it
It don't fit you
Came in the game we gon
Shoot you
Paddock on paddock is very crucial
Put on my chain and pop smoke you
Look at me mans I'm boutta
that strong without out me and I'll spend today
Yeh down here in the paddock cause I cant go on
Am I that strong
I doubt it
O o oo oo oh oh oh oh oo oh
a paddock
Right wrist on bitch cool, unless she come with a bagging
I'm gon' get this money, before I get back to the trapping
I don't wanna hear that static,
We feel into a paddock making eggs
With the shit until the knees
You run to the sty
Guns and war floating over my head
I feel a streamer through my
Necks like paddocks of berries.
Cheeks of rank volcanic fields.
Summer tanned hands of milk kissers.
Dairy breath, on deaf boy -
Dancing hands,
this off the muscle, baby, tell me what it do
At the paddock with my brothers, and we fuckin' with your crew
From the jungle where I grew up, now that
for something else and now I gotta new palette (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can sing like Uzi to you, got a new Paddock
And some hotter shit I'm using, you
du paddock
J'avance dans le black
Out et mon Kodak
Impressionne sur les plaques
Sensibles de mon cerveau une vision de claque
Je sens mon rythme
du paddock
J'avance dans le black
Out et mon Kodak
Impressionne sur les plaques
Sensibles de mon cerveau une vision de claque
Je sens mon rythme
freezing
And the summers hot and dry
Blow up the pool go swimmin'
In the paddock with the flies
No need for washing up it's great
The old red dog will clean
from the same cloth
But I guess you fabricate, eh?
You better bring more men than the Latter Day Saints
Manic states, Steven Paddock with automatic
our firstborn
And we slashed and we burned
And we sold off the paddocks
And we raped and we gouged
On the wings of a six-pack
Will we ever learn?
a trabajar...
El lungo Pantaleón
ata la chata
de traje fulerón
y en alpargata.
Ayer en el Paddock
jugaba diez y diez...
Hoy va a cargar
carbón al Dique 3.
Piantó
got up before dawn
went down to the racetrack.
riding with the windows down
shortly after your first heart attack.
you parked behind the paddock
straight
Devin Kelley blasted off in the baptist church
Twenty-six gone from earth, for what it's worth
Stephen Paddock in Vegas merc'd fifty-eight
Listen for the prophecy somewhere in the static
Once you've saddled up your pony, burn down the paddock
When pigs gather in the sty to greet
you search you find something like a gold mine
A psychedelic meanderings in the poem
I got a paddock in any place that I roam
Waiting for the sun
you search you find something like a gold mine
A psychedelic meanderings in the poem
I got a paddock in any place that I roam
Waiting for the sun
barreau
À perpèt', à perte de vue
Devrai-je faire l'amour
Derrière les barreaux?
De son paddock
J'en d'viens psyloque
Bon, chuis pas bon
Pour
of the sun
Where the place?
Upon the heath
There to meet with Macbeth
I come, Graymalkin
Paddock calls
Anon
Fair is foul, and foul is fair:
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